“Dr. Stephenson and Dr. Benson,” Levi called from outside their tent. “Are the two of you planning to wake up anytime soon?”
“No,” Nicholas and Becky mumbled simultaneously. He hadn’t realized she was awake. His chuckle and her giggle did funny things to his skin where they connected. Their legs and arms and bodies were still intertwined even in sleep.
He wouldn’t have thought there was any stamina left, yet here he was again filled with desire and longing. Ignoring his twin brother, Nicholas moaned softly and pulled his wife close again, connecting their lips in another passionate kiss.
“I’m still standing right here.” Levi cleared his throat from outside their tent.
“Uninvited.” Nicholas barely pulled his mouth away from Becky’s long enough to answer.
“We need to get packed up and trek over the last mound today,” Levi said.
“Not interested,” Nicholas mumbled, moving his kisses to Becky’s throat and under her ears. She arched her back and let out a soft whimper.
“Have you forgotten we are here in Guatemala for an archeological excavation, not a honeymoon?” Levi asked. “We kinda need our archeologist for that.”
“For what?” Nicholas asked, finally lifting his head. “We’re not actually conducting a dig. All we need is our linguist, and that’s you. So, go away.”
“I’m not allowed to go away without dragging the two of you with me, so please get dressed.”
Nicholas laughed so suddenly it came out as a snort, which made Becky giggle again. “Not a chance in Hades I’m getting dressed right this minute.”
“You’re gonna get all three of us fired.” Levi was grasping at straws now.
“We’re billionaires volunteering our time and back-door funding most of the expedition. Plus, I’m the top environmental archaeologist in my field, Becky’s highly valued at her university, and you are the only linguist fluent in every ancient and modern Mayan language in the world. The chances of them firing any of us is ludicrous, so please go away.”
“You’re funding the expedition?” There was awe in Becky’s voice and a sparkle in her eyes.
“I’ll tell you all about it sometime.” He leaned closer and kissed the tip of her nose. “When we’re not… distracted.”
“Do I need to remind you that you’ll be in breach of contract if you get Dr. Benson pregnant?” Levi brought up Timothy’s jest from the first day of introductions. “You might want to stop having sex for a couple of days to lessen the likelihood of that happening.”
“Ha! That’s the funniest thing you’ve said all day,” Nicholas said.
“It’s okay, Dr. Stephenson,” Becky called out to Levi. “You can tell Dr. Cathcart that I’m on the pill and I promise not to get pregnant for another couple of years.”
“You are?” Nicholas couldn’t hide a grin, wondering how long in advance she’d been planning this getaway.
“Yeah, hormone regulation when I had ovarian cysts in my early twenties.”
“Ah, and here I was hoping it was in anticipation of marrying me,” Nicholas said.
“We can pretend that’s the reason if you want,” Becky said with a sly grin.
“I want.” Nicholas didn’t elaborate on what he wanted, just pressed his lips to hers in another passionate kiss.
“Ugh, I’m outta here.” Levi faked gagging and started to walk away.
Nicholas pulled back from their kiss long enough to call out, “It’s about time.” Then he felt bad for dismissing his twin so casually. “Hey man, have a fun trek. See ya in a couple of days.”
“Maybe,” Becky said. “If I let you out of my arms long enough.”
“I have no desire to be out of your arms,” Nicholas mumbled.
Her answering kiss silenced any further discussion.